Kit and Lindsey

“Whatcha doin, Kit?” asked Lindsey.

“Just hangin around,” answered Kit.

Both dollies burst into giggle fits. Kit was laying with her head hanging off of a box so her hair could dry. Nonna had cleaned them both up with Magic Erasers (which Nonna always mistakenly calls “those miracle sponges!”) the day before. She thought overnight about whether to also wash Kit’s hair and decided she must. The top of Kit’s head was tacky. Kit’s vinyl had been quite dirty and judging from how loose her legs were, Kit had been well loved and played with. She even had some faint sparkles around her eyes that thankfully, came right off with a tissue.

Lindsey was surprisingly in much better shape.  For a Lindsey doll, her legs were remarkably tight (still loose but Kit’s legs are much looser); she can stand on her own. Although she was a little dirty, it seemed more like Lindsey had lived on a shelf while Kit had been quite the explorer. Lindsey’s curls were in beautiful shape and she even had her original bobbypin.

“What do you see?” asked Kit.

“Nonna said we were in the doll room but I don’t see any dolls. There’s a chair on your legs so you won’t fall on your head. I can also see some shelves full of doll stuff. I wonder if all this stuff is for just us?” Lindsey said very excitedly.

“Hello! Hello out there!”

The closet was talking. Kit and Lindsey got a little anxious.

“Hello?” they said to the closet.

Saige popped her head out and Lindsey could see that the closet was full of more dollies.

“Hi!” shouted Lindsey, “Are you an American Girl too?”

“Yes,” she said, “I’m Saige. I was the Girl of the Year in 2013.”

“Wow!” said Lindsey, “I was the Girl of the Year in 2001. And this is Kit.”

“Hello?” said Kit. “I wish I could see you.”

“Nonna’s not here, Kit. You can open your eyes,” said Saige.

“Oh, right, I forgot. Wow! Look at this place!”

“Better not sit up yet though in case your hair is still wet. You wouldn’t want to mess up your eyes,” Saige offered.

Lindsey reached down and checked Kit’s hair. It was dry. Kit sat up to talk to Saige too. There were a lot of dollies in the closet and just like Lindsey had said, there was a lot of doll stuff in this room.

“So, what’s the story?” inquired Kit.

Lindsey giggled. Kit was an explorer but she also wanted to be a reporter so if there were facts to be had, she would have them!

“Well,” Saige hesitated, “You’re at Nonna’s house and this was the doll room for awhile until her son needed it and now it’s become storage. A lot of this stuff, the stuff that’s not the doll stuff you see, is from Nonna’s mom’s house. She lived a few houses over and Nonna’s been trying to clean out her house for awhile.”

Lindsey and Kit exchanged looks. They knew not to ask Saige any more about Nonna’s mom. Saige looked a little sad. They could ask her later, they thought.

“So how many of you are there?” Lindsey really wanted to know.

“Um, I don’t know. I don’t think Nonna knows. We tried to count once but some of us are still in boxes and there are more dolls in Nonna’s room right now. Nonna’s daughters also have dolls so we figure there are at least a hundred of us.”

“A hundred dolls!” shouted Kit.

The closet was now in a fit of giggles.

“That’s nothing! Tell them about the movie theater and the stores and the kitchen and the…” the other dollies were talking over each other from the closet.

“Did I hear movie theater?” asked Lindsey.

“Yes,” said Saige. “We have a lot of dollie stuff to show you but there will be time for that. Nonna has never given of any of us away. She even writes a blog about us so I think you’ll be here a long time. Do you mind if I ask where you came from?”

“A cardboard box,” answered Lindsey.

“I don’t remember anything before the box, do you, Lindsey?” asked Kit.


Nonna’s note: Nonna  is convinced that once dollies enter a cardboard box their memories reset. They can get them back but so they have a chance to love their new families, they forget for a little while.

“Don’t worry,” said Saige. “You’ll probably remember later.”

Neither doll seemed worried. They had been well taken care of and shown off since their box was opened.

“Did you have clothes?” asked Saige.

“Oh, yes!” Lindsey replied.

Kit looked a little annoyed but Lindsey continued, “We came with a whole box of clothes including skis! And I was wearing a ski jacket and ski pants but luckily Nonna changed me as soon as she went through the box. She says my whole original outfit was there even my shoes! She was very excited.”

Lindsey realized Kit looked a little sad so she continued, “Kit came dressed in a tennis outfit. She even has a racket! Nonna didn’t find Kit’s original outfit but she did say she knows she already has Kit’s Christmas dress around here somewhere. I can’t wait to see what Kit looks like in her Christmas dress!”

That seemed to cheer Kit up a little bit then she remembered that Nonna’s daughter said something about having Kit’s typewriter somewhere and she forgot to be sad altogether.

Kit and Lindsey told the other dollies that Nonna’s sister had taken all the clothes to wash by hand (Nonna said her sister was a Master of Hand Washing) so they didn’t know when the clothes would come back but they didn’t mind waiting. They rather liked the thought of clean clothes.

“So what do you all do for fun around here?” Kit inquired of the closet dollies.

They told Lindsey about the movie theater (when Nonna set up Molly’s theater seats in the living room in front of the big tv) and how Nonna and her dad made two busses out of Lego storage boxes (and guest blogged about it). They told Kit how Nonna had made them books and games and food to play with and how they had several horses to ride and even a unicorn.

Kit and Lindsey thought they had come to a magical place. And the last I overheard, the dollies were still telling Kit and Lindsey what they liked to do for fun with no indication that they would run out of stories or things to share.

my doll Friday – Brooklyn


This Friday’s doll is Brooklyn! “Hey-A!” she says.  (Brooklyn has a very outgoing personality and will probably be jumping in with comments through this whole post.)

3 Chavonnes

Brooklyn is a Journey Girl ‘Chavonne’ from Toys R Us.  I have the 2013 Paris release (center – the above photo links to the current sale version at TRU London version online, pictured right.  The left image is also listed as Paris but I cannot verify if it was early 2013 or fall 2012).   Chavonne has been part of the JG world since about 2012.  Prior to that, a darker skinned, brown eyed doll named Taryn was available apparently instead as she disappeared with Chavonne’s arrival.  Jessica Gray shared a great comparison photo of their on her blog (click photo for link).

from jessica gray

Chavonne’s eyes are a lovely hazel and, I think, the same as espari’s new Lily Rae. (Brooklyn here – Taryn’s eyes remind me of a tiger!).  Special Edition JG Jordanna also shares this eye color.

B and Gwynn eyes

Chavonne quickly became Brooklyn at our house since one of my dear friends has a daughter named Brooklyn who shares many of traits and characteristics with the doll.  To illustrate, how about a story? (I love stories! – Brooklyn again!)


“Hey, Brooklyn!  How are you today?” said Marisol.

“Marisol!  I didn’t know  you worked here.” replied Brooklyn.

“Just an afterschool gig, you know.”

“Cool.  Can I get a chocolate shake?  I’ve been thinking about one all day.”

“Of course!  Hey, did you meet the new girl, Briar Rose?”


“Hi!  You must be Briar Rose.  My name is Brooklyn.  Would you like some company?”

“Sure,” she said, “but everyone just calls me Briar.  You can too.”

“Cool, ” said Brooklyn glancing at the table.


“Did YOU order ALL THAT?” she asked Briar.

“Um, no.  I don’t think so.  Well, maybe.  I said I was hungry and it all looks so good.  Marisol said it was on the house and I should try whatever I wanted since it was my first time here.”

Brooklyn laughed as her milkshake arrived.

“Oo, ice cream!” said Briar. “What a great idea!  Maybe I’ll just start with this cone.  You know, before it melts!”  The two new friends burst into giggles like they’d been friends forever.


“I need to get going but maybe we can meet up tomorrow for more food,” Brooklyn said to Briar as she left.  Briar just nodded as she kept eating and smiling.


“Bye, Marisol!” hollered Brooklyn as she left.

“Bye, Brooklyn.  She you later!”

Marisol and Briar (AGJLY61) are American Girl dolls.  The playsets shown include the OG Diner, OG Jenny’s Baking Set, OG Tea Set, OG Sick at Home set, various erasers, The Queen’s Treasures cupcakes and pies, and clearance mugs from the National Zoo.  Brooklyn’s chocolate shake is Christmas ornament from Kmart several years ago. (Good story and good milkshake! – So long from Brooklyn!)

More around the web (please click on images for links):



JG Adventures



first photo story – A Dollie Who Holiday

Once upon a time, in a living room not so far away…

(whoosh, whoosh)(whoosh, whoosh)


“Now, let’s see where we are K-9,” said the Doctor.  “Well, this is a bit odd.”

“Affirmative,” said K-9.

“Oh, oh – look at my hand!” said the Doctor excitedly.  “Oh, oh – look at you!  I think, yes, maybe, maybe that’s it, K-9!  I think we’ve become Living Plastic!  Oh, oh, oh – look at the Tardis.  Isn’t she cute?  Well, she wouldn’t think she was cute, now would she?  Oh, dear.  What to do?  What to do?”


The Doctor spoke so quickly that it made it impossible to answer him until he paused.

“Doctor?” said a small pretty voice.

“What’s that? Who’s there?” asked the Doctor still totally bemused by his own hands.

“Turn around, Doctor.  Up here.”


The Doctor turned around and saw …

“Oh, dear!” said the Doctor.  “I must be here to save you from that ginormous tree.  Hang on, let me get my spectacles…that is a tree isn’t it?”

The Doctor put on his spectacles.


“Oh, oh, now, that’s not right.  I can’t see a thing!”

“You found my glasses, Doctor?”

“Who’s that now?” asked the Doctor.

“It’s me, Molly, in the green dress, way up at the top.”


The Doctor removed the spectacles and he could indeed see Molly way up at the top in the green dress.

“I’m so glad you found my glasses, Doctor!  However will I get them though?”

“I can fix that,” said the Doctor, “Come on, K-9.”

The Doctor and K-9 went into the Tardis and …


“Care for a lift?” asked the Doctor.

Molly was not going to turn this opportunity down.

Somewhat to Molly’s disappointment, they landed right back on the coffee table where the Doctor returned her glasses.


“Thank you, Doctor.”

“Now, tell me what’s going on?  Why are you all plastic and hanging from that tree?  What’s that thread sticking out your back?” he said pawing at her hanging loop.

“Um, well,” said Molly. “I’m a Christmas ornament this year.”

“A what?” asked the Doctor pausing, “Oh, I see.  This is some alternate reality with a Christmas filter.  I thought I turned off the Christmas filter after last year…” he trailed off mumbling something Molly couldn’t make out.

Molly cleared her throat to get his attention then spoke.

“No, Doctor.  This year, we’re just being ornaments and dolls at the same time.”

“You’re a doll!  OH!” said the Doctor.  “That all makes sense now.”

“Really?” asked Molly.

“Well, no, not at all but do you feel better because I said it because that does usually help people?”

Molly laughed.  “You’re so silly, Doctor.”

“Oh,” he replied.

“I’m not sure what happened to you, Doctor, because you don’t quite look like you do on tele but I am a doll.  I always was.  This year, I just get to also be an ornament because Nonna – this is Nonna’s house, you see – Nonna wanted to celebrate with us too.”

“Does it hurt?” asked the Doctor.

Molly laughed again.  So did many other voices from the tree.

“No, Doctor.  We’re happy we get to see everything.  We’ve been in a box for awhile.”

The Doctor gasped.  If there was one thing he couldn’t stand, it was a dolly left in a box.

“It really is ok, Doctor.  I like being a doll and I like being an ornament.”

“Oh, I see,” he said, “then we’d best get you back up there.”

He let Molly go in the Tardis first then said to K-9 with a smile, “Dash it all, I didn’t even get to sonic anything this trip.”


The Doctor flew Molly back up to the tree as the dolls all waved.


They thought they heard him exclaim as he flew out of sight, “Happy Christmas to all and to all a good night!”

Happy Christmas, Dollings, from Nonna and all the MDC dolls!